“On humans”,
I don’t wholeheartedly enjoy dealing with my classmates; the caveat is necessary. I enjoy it during class periods when we’re being funny by absurdity and when nothing is supposed to mean nothing; when my mindset changes and I think about everything again, I don’t like anyone, because they leave and leave me nothing. When I walk around school and see certain people, usually (almost exclusively) girls I know, I feel a kind of “sadness” best described as originating from regret that I will never have the kind of relationship I originally wanted/still want with them; it manifests as a slight kind of coldness, physical, sudden onset, affecting the upper face around the forehead-ish area, and the center chest radiating to the rest of the chest, usually lasting for however long the contact with said person(s) is. I don’t blame them much (usually myself) but probably should. ♦